He moved slower, but the warmer months certainly had been helping him. Since his challenge with Stella his knee had improved by leaps and bounds compared to the mangled mess that was originally his knee. It was still furless in spots and some scab still remained but the damage had been done. Coza walked through the forest, a bit of a hitch in his gate but otherwise it functioned normally. It was the sacrifice he made for his pack and he was willing to do it again and again until he couldn’t fight anymore, with his knee injury though that pained him when it got cold or the weather change and the grey that was slowly starting to mingle with the cream color on his muzzle, perhaps that wasn’t so far away as would have liked to think it was. For now though he was still happily serving his members. This season two litters, one from his own daughter, had been brought to the lands. It gave him a new spring to his step being a grandfather as well as just having a few little ones about once more bringing new life into his forest life that last season had been missing.

The usurpation of Asteraia as well as Glorall in such a short amount of time had brought a boom of population into his pack. Natu and her humble family as well as Levi, his daughter and her mate had also wandered back to the Forest. Sadly it also had come with loss, more wolves put to rest in his forest being the once leaders of Asteraia. He didn’t have the full story… he didn’t know everything, but he did know they were put to rest here in a land that had always been their friend and now their blood lived on in his forest combined with his own. It had been a sad time, but some good had come over the season. The ending of winter brought back wolves from the shadows. Calyx, Namira, Amutaq and Yoska had all found themselves back and home and wandering that that made the older male’s heart soar.

He walked his borders, they had been worn down from the path he walked while he and his Tempests also moved about them, protecting his lands and keeping an eye out for any trouble that set on the horizon of his home. Today though he didn’t expect any trouble. His nose instead detected a slightly familiar scent in that it held some parts, or perhaps vise versa, to the scent of Natu and the children she had brought to Taviora. He quickened his pace, every once in a while giving a bit of a hop lifting his back left leg up as he ran towards the group.

Soon enough the black wolf and the three boys came into view. Immediately he remembered Natu how she mentioned her mate Fenrir and her son Alexander would be long eventually. It had been a while since that day, but Coza hadn’t forgotten. One thing he thought about though was how many other wolves were with him, all children, that was assured by their gangly proportions, but one most assuredly also held a scent like Natu, Alistair and Ankh.

”Hello and welcome to Taviora, I am Coza how is it I can help you?” His tail waved lightly out behind him his stance over all was neutral not the tall raised stance that many of his peers held when greeting wolves at the border. His sunset and green flecked colored eyes roamed over the whole group but finally settled on Fenrir, he couldn’t stop himself he had to ask. ”You are Fenrir, mate of Natu… yes?” He asked and when he got a confirmation he motioned for them all to come into the lands with his large head his tail still waving. He wouldn’t hesitate to take Fenrir at the very last to the area where Natu took up residence since she had joined the forest pack.

”What are all your names?” He asks the boys at large, moving to walk beside, but slightly ahead of the little group that had made their way to his home.